Today is my birthday.
I used to write songs on my birthday.
I have a notebook full of them.
But I don’t write songs anymore.
I’m writing this instead.
It’s a poor substitute for a song.
But it gets the job done.
On the day I was created, I create something.
Something from nothing.
It doesn’t matter if it’s good.
It doesn’t matter if it stands the test of time.
It doesn’t matter if it outlasts me or not.
Because before it wasn’t and now it is.
Just like me.
And one day I won’t be anymore.
But for now I am.
So I write.
I create something.
Because I only have so long.
And then the dust……
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